Changbei Longevity Song

With a bang, Xiao Bei's sword was bounced back, and the random shock air knocked Xiao Bei half-kneeling on the ground.

"Ahem..." Xiaobei panted heavily, bit his lip and just stood up, when he was hit by another playful blow from Qian Yan, and he fell out.

Unexpectedly, taking advantage of Xiaobei not blocking Changsheng, Qian Jie snatched Mo Xian and injected all his mana at all costs, as if crazy, his eyes were red, staring at Changsheng.He drew the bow without even needing to attach an arrow, he magically conjured one up, aiming straight at the position of Changsheng's heart, and let go of his hand without hesitation.

"Kill my mother, and I will demand your life!" After the words fell, the arrow flew out.The tip reflects the sunlight, shining brightly.Everything happens in an instant.

Xiaobei didn't know where he got his strength, he rushed over almost at the same time as the arrow flew out, and hugged Changsheng tightly.The next moment, the arrow pierced through Xiaobei's body, pierced into the heart and drew blood out.

The ink string infused with mana, unless someone blocked it for him, would definitely hit Changsheng.Well, he came to die in his place.

The smile on Qianqian's face froze instantly.Why didn't the shot shoot Changsheng!No matter how unwilling and helpless he was, all his mana was exhausted, and he also collapsed on the ground.

Xiaobei's hand holding Changsheng gradually slipped down, and he fell into Changsheng's arms.

"Ahem...Changsheng, please help me tell the brothers in the army, I don't really hate them...I always treat them as relatives..." Xiaobei tried his best to smile, his body gradually became transparent .The demon shot by Mo Xian is just dead, but if it is an ordinary person, it will be wiped out.

"Demon World, I haven't played enough yet..." The voice gradually became ethereal, and finally even Xiaobei's smile disappeared.At this moment, Changsheng's heart ached so much that he couldn't say anything.

He didn't realize that Xiaobei was really dead until he realized that there was nothing in his chest.Without a body, there is no possibility of recovering the soul and resurrecting it.

He didn't cry heart-piercingly, but a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye.It's icy, bone-chilling.This is the first time in his life to cry, and it will be the last time.

Because he knew that there was no one else in the world who could touch his emotions like this.

The surroundings were so quiet that the sound of wind and grass could be heard.Changsheng stood up slowly, held the Qingtian sword tightly in his hand, and walked towards Qianqian step by step.Every step was heavy, and the whole body exuded a murderous aura as cold as a three-foot ice cave.

Chang Yuanyang trembled a little, which reminded him of the Lantern Festival a few years ago.The man in front of him is obsessed with love, and is terrifying.

Chang Sheng walked over, without even looking at Chang Yuanyang, and just picked him aside with a single sword strike.His eyes glared at Qian Yan. If his eyes were sharp swords, he would have been riddled with wounds.

His beloved Xiaobei died twice because of him.

"Qianqian," Changsheng said, his voice hoarse, and he only said two words.There are two words engraved on it, but it is like the proclamation of the King of Hades, which made Qianqian terrified for a moment.

Without giving him any more chances to be arrogant, Changsheng raised his sword and stabbed at Qian's chest.Qianqian didn't hide at all, and closed his eyes.

The sword pierced into the chest, and it hurt like a heart for a moment.Mother, my son failed to avenge you...

He thought that Changsheng would cut him into pieces, but he didn't expect that Changsheng only stabbed him with a sword, and he was very calm.

"I have never killed your mother, she should be living peacefully in the Changhui Valley now." Changsheng turned around and left after leaving a word.Only the back is left, and I can't see clearly against the sun.

Qian Yan had forgotten that he himself would not die, and would only return to his original form when all his mana was exhausted.But because of his heavy injuries, it may be difficult to transform into a human form again.

White mist rises, blinding the eyes.The fog dissipated, only to see a snake tail wrapped in white mist and disappear.After a while, a big python rushed into the original pond in the demon world, and did not show its face in the water.

Everything seems to have returned to calm, but there is one less person in the world.He has been here, but maybe he will be forgotten in the future, and only survive in the memory of longevity.

In this world, Changsheng dared not stay any longer, fearing that it would bring back memories of Xiaobei.After hastily saying goodbye to 21 Tianxie, he flicked his sleeves and returned to the demon world with a look of dismay.

When 21 asked about Xiaobei's whereabouts, Changsheng just replied blindly: "Dead." And his heart died along with it.

Back in the palace, Changsheng didn't eat or drink, and just sat there for three days.Qingtianjian was anxious on the side, and finally had no choice but to transform into a human form, rushed over and grabbed Changsheng's collar and roared: "Cang Changsheng, cheer me up! Do you want to continue to be so decadent?!"

Changsheng became thinner, and many people raised their heads to look at him with blank eyes: "Maybe you are right, but I really don't know what to do now. It seems that my heart has been hollowed out."

Such a decadent, desperate and dazed look, even Qingtianjian who has been with Changsheng for so long has never seen it before.

"Didn't you realize that Qing Yijian disappeared together with Xiaobei?" Qing Tianjian's voice fell unconsciously, and said the word "disappear" abruptly.

"Hehe, probably follow the master." Changsheng didn't have the mood to pay attention to him, but he finally ate some dry food and fell back on the bed.

Qingtianjian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, so he left Changsheng and turned into a sword again.There are ever-changing changes outside the palace, and Changsheng doesn't have the heart to pay attention to them.He only knew that the person he loved died to save him, but he could live here peacefully.The pain in my heart, like growing vines, spread inch by inch in every corner.

One day, Chang Sheng sat looking at the sachet as usual, when there was a sudden noise outside.He faintly felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly raised his sword outside the palace.As soon as he stepped out, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

Wan Daotian Huo Lei rushed straight down from Jiuxiao, and the place where it hit the ground caused a big fire.The entire desert is full of flames, and the flames are soaring into the sky.Changsheng stood on the spot, seeing the fire getting bigger and bigger, and the number of sky fire and thunder also not decreasing, and the flames rushed towards him like a dragon.

How about turning to ashes in this scorching heat.Changsheng smiled wryly, so he didn't have to suffer so much.Just when he was about to throw away the Qingtian Sword and take a seat, suddenly a little demon came running not far away, covered in wounds, panting and said to him: "Cang Changsheng! I am Qing Yijian Sword Spirit, Chang Bei died before he died. Asked me to bring you a message, but he didn't have time to tell you, he said he would definitely come back, and you must wait for him! So, Cang Changsheng, please don't let him down, you must, live on!"

A thunder fell, wrapped it in scorching heat, and disappeared without a trace.Changsheng seemed to feel that the belief that supported him had returned.

Holding the sword, he quickly formed a barrier around himself.He bit his finger and dripped blood on the tip of the sword.The Qingtian sword glowed in an instant, and there was a blood bead on the hilt.To resist this sky fire and thunder, he is afraid that he will have to use Shangjiu's strength.

But breaking the biggest seal of the Qingtian Sword in this way may have an impact on the sword spirit.

Before he had time to think about anything else, several lightning bolts of sky fire landed in front of Chang Sheng's eyes one after another.Changsheng took a step back, took a deep breath, and used the formation-breaking swordsmanship of the Qingtian Sword after it was unsealed.After a few blades came out, the barrier became thicker, and many beads of sweat appeared on Changsheng's head.

He gritted his teeth and continued to wait for the second heavy sword technique.As the number of his sword skills increased, the degree of backlash became greater.Most people can't use up the Yae, because in the end they can't hold it anymore.

But if you don't complete the Yae, your previous efforts will be in vain.

must not give up...

The last skyfire and thunder fell, and Changsheng also fainted.

Millennium after the finale

It is already a thousand years later, and the dead tree is in spring, but he has not returned.He locked himself in the Palace of Longevity every day, only the sound of wind and rain could be heard.There are few living creatures in the desert, and in addition to the sky fire and thunder thousands of years ago, except for the nine-success power of longevity, no one survived.

The scene he saw after waking up after the sky fire and thunder would never be forgotten for a thousand years.The entire desert is devastated, and there are still sparks that are still burning, greedily burning the last vegetation.

The terrible scorching heat at that moment made the other creatures not even leave their bodies.Although he has recovered a little bit now, they all moved from other places, so he should be kept at a respectful distance.It was rumored that Cang Changsheng was the only one who survived the sky fire and thunder.

In the depths of this scrupulous desert, if Xiaobei hadn't left him with the words to support him, he would really have died in the scorching heat with other creatures.

But Xiaobei said he would come back, and he definitely would.Xiaobei used to believe in him so much, now it's time to change him.

The current Changsheng seems to have returned to the past, cold and indifferent.The memories with Xiaobei are like a long-lasting dream, so beautiful that he began to wonder if it really happened, or if he imagined it out of thin air.

Changsheng thought that if he had never met Xiaobei, he would have been cold-blooded, and then hopelessly used the sky fire thunder to kill him.

But it was such a coincidence at the beginning, and Changsheng still clearly remembers Xiaobei's face and Xiaobei's voice.

"Changsheng, you have been here alone for so long, and you never thought about going out?" Qingtian Jianling's voice came.

"Nowhere to go."

"What about the world? You haven't always wanted to go there."

"There is no place in the world that is not related to his memories."

"Who is he?"

"..." Every time Chang Sheng was asked this, he stopped talking.Qingtianjianjianling lost his memory in the human world because of the sky fire and thunder, and completely forgot about Xiaobei.After the little demon that Qing possessed with the sword was hit, he also disappeared. 21 and Tian Xie live in seclusion in the human world and have never returned to the demon world.

Who else would understand his pain now.

Changsheng sighed softly, and walked around to the peach blossom pond in the apse.

Warm water wrapped his whole body, and Changsheng couldn't help but think of the scene of taking a mandarin duck bath with Xiaobei at that time.Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.Those who can make him laugh only live in memory.

He put his hand on the center of his brow and closed his eyes.In a trance, it seemed to hear the sound of something falling into the water.

Changsheng opened his eyes suddenly, but there was nothing in front of him.Just as he was wondering, a man suddenly emerged from the water, causing splashes.The man didn't seem to see him, and went to the shore on his own: "It's unlucky to fall into the water! Your clothes are all wet!"

Chang Sheng was startled by that voice, and he quickly shouted: "Stop!" Hearing his shout, the man looked this way as if he had just discovered him.When he saw Changsheng, joy flashed in his eyes.I wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.After Changsheng looked at him carefully, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.It doesn't look alike at all, but how could that voice...

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Changsheng calmly got out of the bath, put on his clothes, and asked.

The man crawled out of the water in some embarrassment, and replied: "My name is Mo Bei, uh, do you believe me when I say that I fell from the sky?" Chang Sheng was taken aback, his ears filled with only two words: Mo Bei .

How come, even the name is so similar.Changsheng stared at him for a long time, but he didn't say the phrase "I'll call you Xiaobei".Xiaobei is unique and cannot be replaced by others.Nothing like it.

"Do you have a place to go? If you don't mind, you can stay in my palace for the time being. Also, my name is Cang Changsheng." Changsheng turned and walked forward, saying lightly.

Mo Bei smiled all over his face, and hurriedly followed Chang Sheng in a few steps.

In this way, Mo Bei lived in the Changsheng Palace, and every day he helped Changsheng clean up the house, cleaned the library, and ran around in the palace, which added a bit of vitality.

Qingtianjian and him seemed to have known each other, and they became acquainted soon.Sometimes looking at Mo Bei's clumsy appearance, he really looks like Xiao Bei.

In his spare time, he would also borrow Changsheng's Qingtian Sword to perform several sword techniques.Seriously touch the shape, and touch the string in Changsheng's heart little by little.

One time, Mo Bei ran too fast and bumped into Chang Sheng.Chang Sheng found himself smiling at him unconsciously.

What are these.Changsheng was secretly distressed when he lay down at night.After getting along these days, even Qingtianjian said that he looked much better, and even jokingly asked if he liked Mo Bei.

Thinking about it, it seems that there is such a thing.Damn, did I really like him?Then what happened to Xiao Bei who he had been waiting for for thousands of years.

There was a sudden thunderstorm outside, and the lightning and rumbling thunder hit the Longevity Palace hard.

Changsheng raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, thinking that he would never fall in love with anyone again in his life.This is simply sarcasm.

At dawn, as soon as Chang Sheng opened his eyes, he found someone lying in his arms.He sat up quickly, accidentally waking Mo Bei up.

Seeing Chang Sheng, he hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry! Chang Sheng, I was really scared last night, so I had no choice but to run to your side..."

Before he finished speaking, Chang Sheng suddenly leaned over and kissed him.Changsheng wanted to try to see if he really liked Mo Bei.

Mo Bei stood still where he was, letting Changsheng kiss him.After a long time, Changsheng straightened up.The eyes looked straight and swept casually, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something wrong.Where his face meets his neck, there is a line.

Changsheng felt that the blood flow in his body was much faster, and he stretched out his hand to that place, trembling violently.The fingertips rubbed there a few times, the nails got embedded in it, and when I raised my hand slightly, I actually tore something off.

The moment he tore the whole thing off, Chang Sheng was completely dumbfounded.He remembered that face clearly, and those eyes were also looking at him, shining brightly,

"Xiao Bei!" Chang Sheng hugged him tightly, too excited to speak.Xiaobei also hugged Changsheng back, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Changsheng, you finally recognized me!" Xiao Bei wiped away his tears and told him in detail what happened in the past thousand years.

After being shot by Mo Xian, his soul should have been scattered, but for some reason, his soul still went to the underworld.He begged Meng Po at Naihe Bridge and finally promised him to return to the world as it was.But there is one condition, if no one recognizes Chang Bei wearing the human skin mask within a month, he will return to the underworld, and he will not be reborn forever, and can only be a wandering lonely soul.

"I still want to gamble, and I won the bet." Xiaobei smiled and looked at Changsheng.Changsheng knew that the person who once pulled him out of the darkness had returned.

"You. I just realized now that no matter what you become, even if you start all over again, I will still like you." Changsheng's smile was very warm, very warm.

"Changsheng, fortunately it's me this time. Let me tell you, if you dare to fall in love with someone else, I will...!" Xiaobei raised his head angrily and said to Changsheng.Changsheng took him into his arms, put his chin on his head, and asked with a smirk, "What about you? Anyway, you can only be crushed in this life~"

Xiaobei suddenly said solemnly and seriously: "Changsheng, this life is still very long, how about we grow old together?"

"Okay."

Although this feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at the time, but now there is no need, he will grow old with Xiao Bei.

What really belongs to him now is not only the memories with Xiaobei, but also the future between him and Xiaobei.

If there is a fate, wait for a thousand years.

A flower quietly blooms on the dead wood in front of the Longevity Palace in spring.